As I feel the heat of your breath against my soul, As I shudder and weep at the joy. As I fear your touch, your hand upon me, around me, within me. I cry out ‘No’ though my heart beats a thunder, trembling in want, in need; my body saying ‘Yes’ begging in sin, pleading,…
You are incredible,My feelings irrepressible.These poems are proof,My feelings suspended aloof. Floating through space,And in this case,To the sun,They run. The brightest star,So close, yet far.Just like you,If only you knew. But I’m a coward,My body devoured,Burned by fear,Off track I steer. Down the path of avoidance,This path is so pointless,But I don’t want to…
I have to wonder sometimes Why did I wait so long?What am I afraid ofAm I afraid of love? Maybe I am I just don’t knowMight be afraid of youSounds strange to fear someone I have not metMaybe that is my fear I don’t knowThe fear I have Just might be the unknownWhat is out…
MARY SMITH. HANGED FOR MURDER. 31st. OCTOBER 1873 “I don’t like this”! “Oh yeah,” he sighed impatiently, “What’s wrong with it.” “It’s dark,” she continued to complain. “Of course it’s fucking dark; it’s ten thirty at night at the end of October,” he replied irritably, “What do expect…blazing fucking sunshine!” “Please don’t swear at me…
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“This is an extract from a longer story that I’m posting as a toe in the water, so please forgive some of the clunky explanations and let me know if you like it or perhaps more importantly if you don’t like it. thanks.” I walked across the factory floor again, same time every day, well…